void which the friends of botany may look 
around, but must look in vain, for any one 
to fill up. — — 
How often do similar events remind us 
all, that the time appointed for each is 
silenth 
y, but not the less inevitably, drawing 
towards its, close! Here, indeed, we have 
no continuing city: Oh that we might, all 
have. Grace to labour therefore, to enter 
into. that rest which remaineth for the 
Ak of God. 
